Here, on her breast,
There is a vent of blood and something blown:
The like is on her arm.

Who was last with them?

O sir, you are too sure an augurer;
That you did fear is done.

Caesar, thy thoughts
Touch their effects in this: thyself art coming
To see perform'd the dreaded act which thou
So sought'st to hinder.

How goes it here?

I your servant,
Adieu, good queen; I must attend on Caesar.

Madam, as thereto sworn by your command,
Which my love makes religion to obey,
I tell you this: Caesar through Syria
Intends his journey; and within three days
You with your children will he send before:
Make your best use of this: I have perform'd
Your pleasure and my ...

Where is the queen?

It is the emperor, madam.

Madam, he will; I know't.

Though he be honourable,--

I am loath to tell you what I would you knew.

Hear me, good madam.
Your loss is as yourself, great; and you bear it
As answering to the weight: would I might never
O'ertake pursued success, but I do feel,
By the rebound of yours, a grief that smites
My very heart at root.

Gentle madam, no.

Cleopatra!

Most sovereign creature,--

If it might please ye,--

I understand not, madam.

Assuredly you know me.

Most noble empress, you have heard of me?

Proculeius,
What thou hast done thy master Caesar knows,
And he hath sent for thee: for the queen,
I'll take her to my guard.

Caesar, I shall.

Caesar, 'tis his schoolmaster:
An argument that he is pluck'd, when hither
He sends so poor a pinion off his wing,
Which had superfluous kings for messengers
Not many moons gone by.